[HP] So you are such Anita

In St. Mungo's Hospital, the hot summer sun shines through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and spreads on the white floor. A girl with rose-brown hair sits on a rocking chair and looks at the light spots on the ground.

She had just come out of a coma and was trying to adjust to a world without Voldemort.

Yes, she remembered that she turned into a dragon and ate Voldemort.

And after the vision disappeared, she saw in a hazy mist that Voldemort's soul was stripped from his body and crushed in the claws of a black dragon.

As she guessed, Archibald crushed Voldemort's soul after the contract was established, but what she couldn't guess was that Archibald let her eat Voldemort.

As for why?

Anita raised her pale right hand, a golden ball of magic light condensed between her fingers, and the light ball jumped in mid-air along Anita's fingers.

Anita looked at the orb of light and smiled mockingly.

Voldemort was resurrected through the dragon's blood, and his magical powers were integrated into the dragon's blood.As a provider of dragon blood, she would naturally not have any rejection reaction when recycling the dragon blood that should belong to her, and the magic in the dragon blood would naturally flow into her body.

They really don't want to waste at all, even Voldemort's magical power is coveted here.

But why are they doing this, do they want her to be a weapon in their charge?

But she won't be like that anymore.

It's enough, she's done enough, the more she walks into the center of the family, the more chilling she feels, she can no longer believe what she once thought, and gradually no longer believes what she once believed.

If it was unbelievable, why did she do these unnecessary things? Voldemort was dead, and she could think about her own affairs.

"How do you feel today? Anne?" Doris walked in from the outside pushing a snack stand, "Is it a little better?"

Anita turned around slowly, "No, I still don't feel well."

"Okay, try this strawberry cake." Doris handed a plate of cake decorated with cream flowers and strawberry pieces to Anita. "Anyway, you got the power, right, so why bother."

Anita took the plate of cake and licked it bit by bit with a silver fork, "Did they tell you?"

"Yes, I am the heir to Gringotts, Faol will tell me all these things," Doris said, sitting on the rocking chair next to Anita, "Actually, I would rather suggest that you go to Kumiez's house for a vacation and stay away from these things first. Troublesome things, maybe after you rest, everything will really be over."

Anita's silver fork paused, "Isn't this the end of Voldemort's death?"

"Of course not, it's not over yet, but that's not what you and I care about anymore. Only the previous generation can solve the problems of the previous generation. You can seriously consider my suggestion and go on vacation." Doris said on the deck chair Stretch.

"Grandpa didn't think so." Anita looked at her pale fingers.

"Is it important what they think? They don't have time to deal with extra things right now, just hide aside, no one will come to trouble you," Doris grasped Anita's fingers, "Of course, if you want to do something, then I won't stop you, it's just useless to tell you in advance."

Anita withdrew her fingertips from Doris's hand, "I see."

Doris just didn't want her to interfere with her plan. She was happy with what was going to happen in the future. In this case, it must not be a big deal.

The door of the white room was opened again, and Doyle walked in with two letters, "Anita, this is for you, letters from the Auerbach house and Hogwarts."

It's Claudio's reply!

Anita took the letter and couldn't wait to open it.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to write to Claudio, telling him that she had woken up, and asking him about the Auerbach family.

Anita still can't accept that disaster. For the dead Uncle Wall and Mueller who turned into an evil spirit, Anita feels unbearable when she thinks about what it means.

Her relatives were not many, and now only she and Claudio are left in the Auerbach family.

As for Heinrich, Anita doesn't know how to face him now.True, he may not have known what had happened that Christmas Eve, but it was certainly not out of friendship that he and Drakule were together.

They were doing something behind the scenes, and probably that was the thing that brought about the Auerbachs' disaster, for which he couldn't escape.

Anita lowered her head and opened the letter paper little by little. She was afraid of seeing worse information from inside.

"Dear Anita, I think I have to refuse your request to come back and have a look. Don't worry, we are all well, but the old Auerbach house needs time to repair, maybe on Halloween, you can see a fellow The same old Auerbach house as before."

"We still haven't found any trace of my grandfather, and Heinrich is still in a coma. We recently held his father's funeral, and the cemetery is in the forest in Auerbach. I know you are worried about me, Anne, but I'm really fine, and Mr. Tang Gao and Mrs. Mikule have helped me a lot."

"By the way, I forgot to congratulate you on winning the Triwizard Tournament. To be honest, this is the best news I've heard recently! It's enough for me to take care of the family affairs. If you need to worry about it, That's because I'm not good enough. Please pity your miserable brother, at least don't let me bear the reputation of being incompetent again."

Claudio didn't want her to worry about the Auerbachs.

Indeed, in the face of such a situation, even if she was worried, what could she do?

Should he go to the Black Forest to get rid of Muller, the evil spirit, or go back to Auerbach's old house to repeatedly emphasize revenge and make Claudio sad?Now they all need time to heal the pain, and only after that can they make more correct choices and let this disaster truly pass.

Anita folded Claudio's letter and put it beside her bed, and then she opened the letter from Hogwarts.

The Hogwarts school badge was printed on the dark green letter paper, and the appointment of her as the Slytherin prefect was neatly written in the notes, signed by Albus Percival Wulfric Bry Ernest Dumbledore.

The letter also came with a silver and green badge engraved with the letter "P".

Prefect?Anita really hasn't thought about it yet.She took out the badge and held it in the sun to admire it carefully.

But if you think about it, she will be a senior in the fifth grade in the second half of the year. Dumbledore's choice of her as the prefect is really good.

"Merlin, Annie, are you the prefect of Slytherin?!" Doyle, who had just dug out the hazelnut biscuits from the dessert shelf, saw the badge on Anita's hand, "Please let me go, I was just happy for a year."

The silver badge was shining in the sun. Anita looked at the badge and said lightly, "You can continue to be happy. Anyway, it is not difficult for you to make up for the deducted points in other courses."

Doyle took a bite of the hazelnut biscuit and chewed it loudly, "Then let's make a deal, I'll tell you what Doris didn't tell you after you passed out, and you won't deduct my points in the future."

Anita smiled and looked at Doris, then turned to look at Doyle, "No, I can ask Draco about these things, and he will always tell me."

Doyle bit the biscuit louder, he was quite aggrieved, "Am I your cute brother, why do you all treat me like this?"

Does a guy who takes pleasure in breaking school rules have the right to say something like that?Which cute little brother would be so persistent for a point deduction incident that hasn't happened in the future?

Anita put away her badge and lay down in the rocking chair. She is still in the recovery period, and she will feel sleepy soon after waking up.

The sun warmed her body, she closed her eyes comfortably, the rocking chair slowly rocked, and before she knew it, Anita fell asleep again.

Doyle didn't notice that Anita had fallen asleep, and was still talking to her, and after Doris put the cloak on the sleeping Anita, she took the dull Doyle out of Annie Tower of wards.

When Anita woke up again, the warm sunlight had turned into a cold moonlight. She took off the cloak covering her body and looked at the black-haired wizard standing by the French window.

She knew this guy was coming for her.

"Are you feeling better?" The man in the black cloak looked over, "I said before that I would give you a gift, how about it, does it suit you?"

Gift?It sounds nice to say it.

Anita sneered at him, "Why me? Tom, I'm not the only one with dragon's blood."

"But you are the only one who has dragon blood and is Voldemort's enemy, and after all, Doris is the heir to Gringotts," Tom smiled at Anita, "but Faol will wait until you recover Voldemort's dragon blood. Archibald solved him, which should be enough to compensate you for the danger."

This sentence is really sad, even relatives can clearly mark the price for trading?

"What was your original plan? If that vampire hadn't come to make trouble, if I hadn't been chosen as a warrior, what would you have done?" Anita looked at a smear of moonlight on the floor.

"Of course, after he is resurrected with Potter's blood, kill his body directly, imprison his soul, and give it to Archibald," Tom tapped the railing beside the hospital bed with his finger, "Death will not take Take the broken soul, Voldemort's broken soul can only be handed over to Zulong to destroy."

"However, now it seems that the plan was disrupted is a good thing, Voldemort is destroyed, I don't have to risk a duel with him, you also get his magic, even those uncontrollable Death Eaters were killed by Voldemort that night Erase, this ending has greatly exceeded my expectations," Tom laughed happily, "And after that, we only use..."

"Enough, I already know what I want to know." Anita stopped Tom from going on.

Tom smiled even more happily, "Who was the one who took the initiative to participate in the plan to get Faol's attention, now that you have got your wish, why did you go back on your word?"

"So what is your plan? Why is it still not over after Voldemort's death?" Anita looked at Tom mockingly, "I'm not interested in your ambitions, and my wish has come true."

"That's good." Tom didn't feel unhappy because of Anita's words. "It seems that you have started to think about yourself outside the family. I am very pleased."

Tom walked to Anita's rocking chair with a smile and bent down, "You don't need to rush to know our plan, after all, you will know soon, or in other words, when the winter snow comes, everyone will know."

Under the moonlight, Tom's smile had a demagogic power. His smile made Anita squint her eyes. No matter what he was thinking, she must never be involved in the calculations of these bastards again!